We count our life in years,
But what about the days?
All the seconds of life?
Cherish all the minutes.
It’s in those moments,
Memories are made,
Chances are taken,
Changes often happen.
Treasure every breath.
Celebrate each day.
Give thanks for your life.
Syllabic Verse
My grand-daughter messaged me today to tell me I have lived 27,365 days so far! Where did all those days go?
It seems a lot longer when you view your life as days rather than years!
It’s pretty amazing to think about, and so inspired the thoughts for this poem.
